Bugs Bunny X Daffy Duck Novels & Stories

Small sounds are coming from the box, scratching and snuffling, and then – a hop. “Alright, alright,” Ethan laughs, handing them the gift, “but be very careful.” The pups gather around the box on the floor, “It’s a bunny, it has to be!” Ryder exclaims. “Of course it’s a bunny, can’t you smell it!” Riley chastises him. “Well I dunno, I’ve never met any bunnies in the wild.” Ryder shrugs “I don’t think is a wild bunny.” Parker surmises. “Well I think we should wait and ask it rather than just jumping to ‘clusions.” Paisley remarks, tilting her chin up.

Bunny's ears leaned a little forward from straight up, her eyes popped out like in cartoons, her exaggerated, extended tongue curved downward from her open mouth and dripped with saliva. Lisa had even included her nipples, only hidden a little by her fur, and they were very erect. "When did I ever look like that?" "Yesterday at the hospital, when Troy showed up." Lisa turned the page and started drawing again. "I didn't look like that. My eyes don't bug out like that, and I almost never drool like that except when I'm sleeping really good." Lisa ignored Bunny's protest. She knew her drawing was fictionalized, a little bit. Bunny scooted over, stretched her long legs out, rubbed her nose, the

“No, my love. Don’t say such a thing. You’re not cursed.” “But Bugs Bunny says kids without fathers are cursed by nature.” My brows rose slightly. “Who’s Bugs Bunny?” “He’s from the Space Jam cartoon.” “Really?” Maurice nodded. I couldn’t believe he actually took what some animated cartoon character said seriously. I pulled him closer and ruffled his hair. “That’s just a cartoon, my love. Never think of such things. You’re not cursed.” He nodded, but his eyes told a different story. “I think what he said is true, Mom. It’s not like I have a father anyway.”